Chapter 209 Green Man

The strange man stepped gently and followed Zhao Haoran's departure without hesitation.

Although the buried wilderness is terrible, it cannot prohibit the endless stream of soul people who come to practice and treasure hunting. Zhao Haoran met several groups. His cultivation is probably under March. Everyone does not disturb each other at a glance, and in some places there is an obvious prohibition. The means are not smart, but it plays a reminder role.

You can faintly feel the strong atmosphere. It should be that the powerful soul people live here all year round, and the aura is abundant and cultivates much faster.

The main purpose of this trip is to find the transmission array to the soul martial arts continent. Zhao Haoran also has no intention of provoking these hidden repairs and restrained his breath. The speed is inevitably a little slower, but it is safer. In the long run, it is still much faster.

I don't know when the memory of the divine operator is. There is no way to determine what it looks like now. Zhao Haoran is worried. This is almost the only hope. Opening the extraterritorial space is a turbulence. There is no problem with safe survival, but it is simply a fantasy to go back, only the transmission array. It is the most reliable.

What makes Zhao Haoran a little strange is that the breath of the beast seems to be here. Is it possible that Dr. Hua also came here?

The little beast is smart and flexible, and it can also teleport. Ordinary souls can't be his opponent. Even if he encounters danger, the power left by Zhao Haoran can help him resist it.

Not far away, a mysterious breath approached quickly without concealment. Zhao Haoran was a little strange, as if he came in his direction, but when he first came to the buried wilderness, there should be no enemy, maybe it was just passing by.

Zhaoran deliberately changed a direction to avoid it. The comer's strength was strong and quite strange. It was inevitable that there would be a conflict and he simply hid aside.

But to his surprise, the breath also changed in his direction, and the fierce murderous intention was unconcealed. Zhao Haoran frowned and slowly flew forward without causing trouble, which did not mean that he was afraid of trouble. If he was really deliberately looking for trouble, Zhao Haoran did not mind killing the other party. In such a place full of strange things, Having an enemy who thinks about himself always makes people feel uncomfortable.

The speed of the person came was extremely fast, but the time of incense caught up and blocked Zhao Haoran's front, and the hateful eyes seemed to want to see through him.

Where did this green monster come from? It seemed that he had never seen each other. Zhao Haoran arched his hand and said, "I don't know what's wrong with my brother's way?"

The voice of the green monster is extremely special, which is very similar to the sound of those branches rubbing, quite harsh, "Destroy my baby, die!"

Zhao Haoran seems to understand something in his heart. He lives sparsely in the wilderness, and it's best to avoid trouble. "I don't know if those flowers and plants are the treasures of my brother's platform. Can you give me a number and compensate them at the price?"

"Compensation?" The green monster laughed Jie Jie, "Use your life to pay for it."

A pair of big hands stretched out from the back of the green freak and grabbed Zhao Hao. His fingers were dry like branches and emitted a fragrance, exactly like the smell of those flowers.

Zhao Haoran sneered, "Don't drink a toast!"

"Fire!"

Li Tianhuo is the nemesis of these plants. Those big hands disperse at a touch, which is worse than strange flowers and plants.

The green monster looked extremely angry and roared, with a big hand stretched out behind his back again.

However, the quantitative advantage can't solve any problems. Zhao Haoran's cultivation at the beginning of the second day is not afraid of his three wooden big hands.

The green monster is equivalent to the cultivation at most in the beginning of January. Except for the strange soul art, there is nothing to be curious about. There is no need to use magic skills at all. With a wave of your hand, a strong flame bursting.

The green monster retreated in fear, but the divine lock is not so easy to hide. Now that he has taken action, there is no need to keep him alive. Zhao Haoran is confident that he can kill with one blow. With the strength of the green monster, he can't be regarded as an opponent at all.

Suddenly, a green smoke appeared, which quickly spread. Zhao Haoran shouted badly, and his soul power flew away.

However, it was still late. The smoke began to dissipate, and the voice of the green monster sounded again. "Strangers, it is absolutely impossible for me to leave the buried wilderness alive. This is the beginning..."

Zhao Haoran shook his head, but didn't expect that he had just stepped into the buried wilderness and provoked the green clan. Listening to the tone of the green monster, this green clan should be a powerful race, otherwise he would not have seen his strength still release harsh words, but he is not a bully role. It is impossible to be slaughtered by others. If you block the water and cover it, you should see what magical place this green clan has.

"Wait a minute for the brother in front." Zhao Haoran had just traveled far and heard a shout. He was the only one nearby, obviously calling himself.

turned around, and behind him was a galloping young man in white. His cultivation was in the middle of three months, which was already good. Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "I don't know what's wrong with my friend."

This young man in white has been hiding in the corner since the green monster caught up with Zhao Haoran. He is not in a hurry to leave. It is completely different from the rest of the passers-by. Zhao Haoran has long found this, but he did not break it. Unexpectedly, he jumped out by himself, which was a little unexpected.

"I'm a scholar in white, and I don't know my brother's name."

Zhao Haoran just used the strength of February cultivation. This white-dressed scholar probably mistakenly thought that he was a February soul man, so he caught up to talk, "Zhao Haoran, I don't know what's wrong with Brother Baitai?"

The scholar in white looked around cautiously and looked very cautious. "Brother Zhao, to tell you the truth, I just saw you fighting with the green clan, and I was worried that you didn't know how powerful they were, so I came to tell you."

"Listen carefully." Zhao Haoran smiled, but groaned coldly in his heart. This man must have another purpose. It's too fake to be so hot. "I came to the buried bone wilderness for the first time, and I hope that Brother in white can give me some advice."

When the scholar in white heard that Zhao Haoran came here for the first time, the smile on his face was stronger. "It doesn't matter. It's just a friend who go out. I see you at first sight, so I came forward to remind him."

"This green people only exists in the buried wilderness. They never leave here. The practiced soul method is also very different from the soul people. If there is no mistake, Brother Zhao must have destroyed a few strange plants to attract their pursuit."

Zhao Haoran nodded gently, but did not say that he destroyed not only a few plants, but pieces of strange flowers and plants.

The scholar in white continued: "Those plants are called man-eating vines, which can devouring the power of the soul and eventually become the power of the green people. They have no way to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but suck through cannibal vines. The higher the cultivation, the more big hands behind the green people will be. It is said that twelve can be stretched behind the most powerful ones. Only big hands are no worse than the soul of the three-day peak.

Zhao Haoran is awe-inspiring in his heart. Is it possible for such a strong and terrible race to make those without souls feel their threat?

The most buried wilderness should be the soul, not those green people. Why is there no one to destroy it?

The scholar in white paused for a moment and smiled, "Brother Zhao doubted why the strong man buried in the wilderness did not kill those green people."

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and said, "I'm really curious. These green people are rampant in the buried wilderness. Is there any other secrets?"

The scholar in white laughed and said, "You can ask the right person. It is rumored that this green people have strange runes, which is their means of signing up. It is extremely powerful. Even the soul people at the peak of three days are unwilling to take the initiative to provoke. There are many strong people buried in the wilderness, but no one dares to confront the green people head-on. They are also smart and will only attack and kill people whose cultivation is lower than the Japanese soul, so there is a balance between the two.

Zhao Haoran suddenly realized, "Thank you for your advice. I don't know where you are going."

The eyes of the scholar in white flashed, "It's predestined to meet, and I won't hide it from you. There is a blood cling fruit that is about to mature in less than ten thousand miles ahead. If Brother Zhao is interested, you might as well go together."

"blood coagulation fruit?" Zhao Haoran was a little surprised that the medicinal material mentioned by Gong Yang Chen for the refining of green forest elixir was this blood coagulation fruit. He didn't expect to meet it on Huang Moxing, which was really unexpected.

It's really important to find the transmission array, but Gong Yangchen has great kindness to himself. His business is his own business, and he must find a way to get this thing.

When the scholar in white saw that Zhao Haoran was already moved, he continued with a smile and continued: "It seems that Brother Zhao also knows this blood clotting fruit. This thing must be born in a place full of aura, and it also needs a lot of spiritual beast blood, otherwise it is definitely impossible to mature. Taking it directly can directly improve his cultivation. I think Zhao Haoran's cultivation in February, if If the two of us can get it, it's not a dream to step into March.

"This is serious." Zhao Haoran did not know the origin of the blood clotting fruit. After hearing the explanation of the scholar in white, he understood a little that the growth conditions of this thing were so harsh that if he missed this time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find it.

"Of course." The scholar in white blurted out, "I can still deceive you. This blood coagulation fruit is extremely precious, and refining the elixir is more effective. With the strength of you and me, it's not too late to get it."

Zhao Haoran pretended to be excited. There were many strong people buried in the wilderness. Could it be that a small March soul could take away the blood clotting fruit? These words do not seem to be fake, but the purpose of the white scholar is not here.

The scholar in white was overjoyed to see Zhao Haoran's appearance. He seemed to be a fool who had never seen the world. This was also good and saved a lot of trouble. "Brother Zhao, let's go now. It will take a day or two to get there."

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Everything is arranged by Brother Bai."

It's okay if this person honestly took me to the place where the blood clots are located, otherwise, hum! Zhao Haoran sneered in his heart and followed closely.